Ning Yichen squinted his eyes, glanced at the masters who surrounded them, then looked back at Yan Qingqing, Junyi's handsome face, indifferent with no emotion, he sneered and sneered: "Yan Qingqing, is this your killer? You? On this Wuling Continent, you can be regarded as a stalwart person, have you cultivated such a few secret guards?"

Yan Qingqing was agitated, not angry, and still smiled: "Yi Chen, then you try to see how powerful their abilities are."

After speaking, her eyes suddenly felt cold, and she roared: "Kill!"

She fell angrily.

More than two dozen masters suddenly attacked, every move with great momentum, hitting people's hearts directly.

Lin Yunxi let Long Yetian come out, she was about to give birth, and she absolutely couldn't move her fetus, hurting her daughter.

Today, whether the east wind can overwhelm the west wind depends on today's battle.

Yan Qingqing watched Long Yetian suddenly appear, frowning, and then looked at Lin Yunxi and Lin Yunxi. The two stood together, they were a match made in heaven.

Yun Xi, the demon lord, has a peerless appearance and is shocked to be a man of heaven, and he is indeed well-deserved.

Amidst the surging wind and clouds, the powerful pressure, the distant roof, the sudden light, reflected a fight.

In the shadow of the sword, the Heavenly Long Ye guards Lin Yunxi cautiously, with a pair of deep bloodthirsty eyes, looking coldly at the people besieging them, speeding wind and thunder.

Ning Yichen is the same. He just recovered from a serious illness, his cultivation level has not fully recovered, but his cultivation level is also superb. It is more than enough to deal with these hidden guards, and he also carefully protects Yan Jiaojiao, never let her suffer any harm. .

At his feet, there was a fast-moving meteor, with a bit of slashing momentum with a sharp knife. He was quick-sighted and straightforward to take the fatal place of the opponent, but with the effort of a cup of tea, three men in black fell to the ground and died.

Yan Qingqing took a look, frowned, watching Ning Yichen Xingyun Liushui's attack speed and strength, she narrowed her sharp eyes, and the poison on his body was detoxified.

She looked cold and frosty and glanced at Yan Jiaojiao. Years passed, and her cultivation was much better than before.

"Ah..." Suddenly, a secret guard screamed and fell to the ground, her eyes flashing, looking at Long Ye, who was decisive and ruthless, suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

With the devil, she has little chance of winning today.

She couldn't see that Ning Yichen was protecting Yan Jiaojiao. She worked hard and acted vigorously, and she was in front of Yan Jiaojiao in a blink of an eye.

Fiercely attacked Yan Jiaojiao.

Yan Jiaojiao watched her take the initiative to attack herself, but she was right in her arms.

There is a good saying, advance and retreat fast, Yan Qingqing is such a person.

She looked at Yan Qingqing, smiled coldly, and suddenly moved her figure to confront Yan Qingqing.

Ning Yichen took a look, and there was a worriment in the narrow peach blossom eyes, "Jiaojiao, be careful!"

"Yichen, you don't have to worry about me." Yan Jiaojiao looked back at him while she was busy, and a confident smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Yan Qingqing's talent, she knew that even if she did not practice day and night, she would never pass the twelfth level in her cultivation.

This is her talent, but her combat experience is not as rich as hers. As soon as she makes a move, she can see her cultivation level.

Seeing the two worrying about each other, Yan Qingqing was even more furious. He attacked Yan Jiaojiao very fast, and moved to attack Yan Jiaojiao's lethality.

After a few moves, Yan Qingqing became confused and confused.

And Yan Jiaojiao smiled coquettishly throughout the process.

Seeing Yan Qingqing anxiously, she glared at Yan Jiaojiao, her enchanting smile was the beauty of the allure, so seductive and charming to the bone.

Such Yan Jiaojiao is the Yan Jiaojiao she is most jealous of.

Yan Jiaojiao knew that Yan Qingqing had such thoughts, and that was the only way to keep such an attitude.

"Yan Qingqing, many years have passed, and you have this skill." A weird smile appeared on Yan Jiaojiao's face, and she confronted her. It is very likely that she is not her opponent, but she has been with Yi'er for a long time. Have combat experience, anger the opponent, more likely to show their feet.

"Huh! As long as it can kill you, it's better than anything!" She was extremely angry at every word.

She wants to control everything and no one can stop it. If anyone wants to stop it, who will she kill?

She even dared to kill Ning Yichen, let alone Yan Jiaojiao, who she had killed once.

With this energy in her heart, she fought more and more fiercely, but her moves became more and more chaotic. She only wanted to kill Yan Jiaojiao, and she wanted nothing else.

However, the more this happened, the harder it was to control Yan Jiaojiao's cultivation.

Yan Qingqing saw one of his secret guards, half dead, shocked in his heart!

With the addition of Long Ye, these dark guards are not their opponents at all.

Damn it!

It's a miscalculation that the devil will be here.

With this distraction of her, Yan Jiaojiao's sudden wind force attacked in an instant, her messy hair bun was blown away in an instant, and her whole person looked more and more embarrassed.

The body couldn't help but stepped back a few steps.

"Ah..." Yan Qingqing looked at Yan Jiaojiao in surprise, her cultivation level was actually similar to her own.

But she always feels powerless. Looking at the delicate face and the look of the country, she just wants to kill her quickly, but it is a pity that she is impatient, the more she can't deal with it.

She glared in anger, reduced her mind, and looked at Yan Jiaojiao with all her concentration, the attacking hand in her hand was unpredictable.

Yan Jiaojiao frowned when she looked at it. Just as she was wondering, ice needles, as thin as hair, were attacking her like cow hair.

The ice power, she was shocked, she was able to cultivate ice power.

Yan Jiaojiao responded cautiously in an instant.

Although Lin Yunxi was guarded by Long Ye Tiantian, she could always pay attention to Yan Jiaojiao's every move.

Seeing those ice needles that were as thin as hair, her eyes narrowed slightly, and this Yan Qingqing's ice power had actually been trained to the point where it could be used as a fire.

"what……"

Just when Lin Yunxi was puzzled, Yan Jiaojiao couldn't avoid it, a few ice needles quickly pierced her body, and she let out a scream.

An extremely cold breath wandered through her body, making her seven veins and veins explode.

Yan Qingqing suddenly looked at Yan Jiaojiao triumphantly, as long as Bingzhen entered her body, she would be worse off than life.

"Jiaojiao, be careful. Her ice power is very poisonous. After the ice needles are in the body, they won't melt. They will travel with the heart and seal the blood." Ning Yichen was entangled by the four men in black, unable to melt. In the past, only a loud reminder.

When Lin Yunxi heard it, she was shocked in her heart. She was able to cultivate the ice power into a poisonous technique, which was the first time she heard it.

"Ye, I'll save Jiaojiao!" After she finished speaking, she quickly got out of Long Yetian's arms, her figure illusory and real, appearing behind Yan Jiaojiao extremely fast.

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